第十五章：小嗝嗝出发寻找宝石(7)

dreadful trickster of a Grimbeard there is probably no Jewel for at least six miles in any direction. It’s probably at the other end of the beastly Archipelago.’ ‘So you admit it!’ said Camicazi delightedly. ‘Steady… don’t let the tricksy little rat out of your sight,’ whispered the witch Excellinor from behind Hiccup and the sand-yacht. ‘Keep your arrows steady now. ‘Have you found it yet, you disgusting little shrimp?’ And then something truly extraordinary happened. You have to see it through the witch’s eyes, and the eyes of the hundreds and hundreds of slaves and Warriors of the Wilderwest gathered there on the sands. To them, it must have seemed like some sort of miracle. Some kind of supernatural magic. There they were in their thousands, bristling with armour and with all their swords pointing at Hiccup, the guards with their sand-yachts with super-huge sails that could easily outrun Hiccup’s battered old sand- yacht (particularly because he was weighed down by Camicazi, but of course, they didn’t know that).

There was no way that Hiccup could possibly slip through their fingers… Absolutely no possible way. But then one second he was in front of them, oaring his sand-yacht on its raggedy, slightly erratic progress, wobbling heavily to the left. And the next, there was a rush of wind above their heads, a sort of blurring of the air as if a sudden very specific mist had come down…